Investigating the ramshackle and retro contents of a bizarre waiting area, I finally uncover an incredible secret: nothing is real I am on the cusp of incredible discovery. In personal terms, it feels a bit like decoding the Rosetta Stone or landing on the moon. I am about to confirm whether I am lucid dreaming. […]
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After a near-death experience, a chase through the fog uncovers preparations for World War 3 and the making of a new Star Wars movie. We begin in a picturesque village. I’m walking among tourists and locals next to a road. The road isn’t too busy, but cars are passing by regularly. I see a small
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This is how it begins, although it ends very quickly: I’m with my wife, standing in a shared greenspace in a coastal region. We’re very close to our house (which is not our real house) and we live on what looks like a newbuild estate. There are multiple people around us, returning from the beach
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I’m part of a large group and we’re filing into a dining hall for a meal. The place has been decorated in modest psuedo-Nordic style. It feels like a tasteful restaurant in a museum or art gallery. The dining hall is just about able to contain three extremely long wooden banquet tables. There are benches
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I’m attending one of the first events held by a newly created university swimming super league. I’m there with my family. We’re all wearing these plump oversize white sports hoodies. The overhead ones, with the big front pockets, like those worn by American college sports fans. There’s an odd feeling to the experience: the sense
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I’m in a hotel room having a chastening argument with my father about a broken ornament. The item in question is a hefty piece of carved and painted folk art. It features something approximating the segmented design of a totem pole, but with the rough dimensions of a large baguette. I’ve managed to accidentally break
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I’m supposed to attend a superhero fancy dress party very soon, and I may have found the perfect accessory. I find myself on the second floor of a cosy independent clothes shop. It’s evening, sometime in late autumn, maybe in the past. I’ve discovered a replica of the cowl that Michael Keaton wore in his
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I’ve been introduced to the next big technological innovation: cars that shrink or expand in a matter of seconds. For reasons that I cannot remember, I’m the new custodian of one of these vehicles. In its current state, it looks like nothing more than a large radio-controlled car, roughly the size of a shoebox. When
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I’m at an airport, catching a flight to America with some friends, although I’ve managed to become separated from them. That’s not my main concern though. I have a bigger problem. It seems I need to complete not one but two rapid Covid tests before boarding the aircraft. There’s a further complication. These tests are
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I’m in a shabby atrium encircled by a series of strange, narrow rooms. The area is dingy and neglected, like the squat from Midnight Cowboy. These oddly shaped anterooms, which fan out from the atrium, seem to be entirely without furniture. Most of them are fitted with saloon doors to reduce privacy. I’ve arrived in
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